A couple of weeks ago, I couldn’t find the mallet for my mindfulness chime.
I objected to that loss, because I’ve been using that mindfulness chime in every group therapy session I’ve facilitated over the last four years. I looked and looked for the missing object, but it was nowhere to be found.
Because my groups would object if I stopped using that chime for mindfulness, I used different found objects to ring it, including pens, scissors, markers … whatever object I found that would make a sound.
Eventually, I ordered a new chime, which I found in the mail last week.
Yesterday, I opened my umbrella …
… and found this object:
I guess that found object had fallen into my closed umbrella at work and then hid there until I found it weeks later.
I hope you don’t object to my finding these conclusions about that found object:
- When objects seem lost, they may very well be found again.
- Hope is the best found object of all.
- There are interesting objects to be found, everywhere:
I found two teabags with the same message yesterday! I didn’t object.
You’ll always find gratitude at the end of my posts, for every person and object that help me create them and for you — of course! — who’ve found this blog, here and now.